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mountains, me, & prince

Mountains are the bedrock theme of my life this week. On the weekend I attended a special gathering with Robert Moss and several conscious dreamers on a mountain in upstate New York. Magic happens there. Every time. Some day I’ll share that experience with you in greater detail.
Meanwhile, since I was in the neighborhood of my dad’s cousin Alice, I decided to drop in on her. The windows of her home are dream inspiring portals facing the Green Mountains of Vermont. I continued my travels through the Killington mountain pass on into NH to visit my mother.

This morning I dreamed I was meeting my boyfriend, the artist forever known as Prince. We were at at the Four Seasons Hotel in Los Angeles. He had just flown in from Hong Kong and when I called him from the lobby phone he said, “Hey, Mama. I’m too too tired to see you tonight.” In that marvelous silky voice that was Prince’s signature, he suggested we postpone our next date until the next day: “Let’s go hiking in the Santa Monica mountains tomorrow when we can enjoy the sunshine.”

No doubt I’ll be singing Prince’s masterpiece “Mountains” while I take my first hike of the season in Maine next week.